I was a target of bullying when I was a lot younger. Boys would often tease me for my curly hair. And so I wished that I had long straight hair instead.
Fast forward to college, people would still make comments about my hair - but by this time, I have already developed that attitude of not caring about others' opinion on my appearance that much. And to be fair, their comments are mostly out of fascination and not bullying - not that they can bully me anyway.
"Your hair has command on its own. It arrives before you do." (Solitario, 2013)
After not cutting my hair for some time, my hair kind of owned me instead of the other way around. In fact, my friends named my hair Elizabeth, because they thought it deserves to have a name. HAHAHA. When we would meet, they would ask how Elizabeth is doing.
Yes, I have such retarded friends :)
They even renamed my hair Lizzie after I had a hair cut last year:
|Elizabeth (aka Lion King) and Lizzie. HAHAHA|
After Lizzie, I now have Liz:
|Liz - pixie cut for curly hair|
How I wished Liz is always like that, but no. I have to blow dry the front part to make it look like that. Otherwise , I look like a contestant of that's my tomboy grand finals:
|I really do look like a boy (especially from afar, huhuhaha)|
I ain't got time for blow dry, nuh- uh! Aside from client expectations, hair must probably be the next difficult thing to manage.
Someone, help me please.
Arlet (& Liz)